Texty: Primer 55. Stain.

Go
I like feeling filthy
I like feeling shame
Call me what you want to
Fucking little stain
Tell me something different
Don't keep it the same
And I have little patience
And I'll take all the blame

I will cut 'em up
I will bring 'em down
'Cause I'm a stain
'Cause I'm a stain
'Cause I'm a stain

'Cause that's the way I like it
That's the way it goes
Scream until my ears ring
Blood pours out my nose
Left to feel the darkness
Left to feel the cold
Left to feel the emptiness
Without your streets of gold

I will cut 'em up
I will bring 'em down
'Cause I'm a stain
'Cause I'm a stain
'Cause I'm a stain

Go
I have little patience
Tolerance for pain
Chip upon my shoulder
Hatred in my brain
They make me feel worthless
They make me feel shame
Hate me 'cause I'm filthy
Hate me I'm a stain

I will cut 'em up
I will bring 'em down
'Cause I'm a stain
'Cause I'm a stain
'Cause I'm a stain

Dead bodies all around me
Look into the eyes of your enemy
Dead bodies all around me
Look into the eyes of your enemy
Dead bodies all around me
Look into the eyes of your enemy
Dead bodies all around me
Look into the eyes of your enemy

'Cause I'm a stain
'Cause I'm a stain
'Cause I'm a stain
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